kelly clarkson: beeecozzz of youuu

"Because Of You"

I will not make the same mistakes that you did

I will not let myself

Cause my heart so much misery

I will not break the way you did,

You fell so hard

I've learned the hard way

To never let it get that far

Because of you

I never stray too far from the sidewalk

Because of you

I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt

Because of youI find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me

Because of you

I am afraid....

I lose my way

And it's not too long before you point it out

I cannot cry

Because I know that's weakness in your eyes

I'm forced to fake

A smile, a laugh everyday of my life

My heart can't possibly break

When it wasn't even whole to start with

Because of you

I never stray too far from the sidewalk

Because of you

I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt

Because of youI find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me

Because of youI am afraid

I watched you die

I heard you cry every night in your sleep

I was so young

You should have known better than to lean on me

You never thought of anyone else

You just saw your pain

And now I cry in the middle of the night

For the same damn thing

Because of you

I never stray too far from the sidewalk

Because of you

I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt

Because of you

I try my hardest just to forget everything

Because of you

I don't know how to let anyone else in

Because of youI'm ashamed of my life because it's empty

Because of you

I am afraid

Because of you

Because of you

sob sob sob

sniffle

PAARP (blowing nose)

once again

So IT had to happen. The finality of IT is so in-the-face. Nothing more, nothing less. It. The IT that happens. That doesn't happen, but does sometimes.
IT has many forms, and I've seen most of them... the false, the pretentious, the oh-so-true-now-and-forever.
I see IT and yet don't know.

white on blue

white scallops on a blue shore..or curd spattered on a blue counterpane?

a love story embellished white in a script arcane?

the silent refrain

plays on and on in my brain

agony contorts

and the devil cavorts

in this caged mind thats no longer sane

on and on, plays the silent lament

the silent prayer to dilute my predicament

but the torture persists

and the devil insists

its not just past, its dire portent

SS28011982

In medicine, the term syndrome is the association of several clinically recognizable features, signs, symptoms, phenomena or characteristics which often occur together, so that the presence of one feature alerts the physician to the presence of the others - A collection of physical signs and symptoms associated with a disease; a group of malformations that that occur together frequently enough to be recognized collectively as a distinct abnormal condition.

(I like):

A recognizable pattern or group of multiple signs, symptoms or malformations that characterize a particular condition; syndromes are thought to arise from a common origin and result from more than one developmental error during fetal growth. A constellation of signs (wow) and symptoms that recur regularly in clinical populations. a complex of concurrent things; "every word has a syndrome of meanings"

We are all walkin talkin syndromes

Its all programmed in our respective genomes

I have "sunainasinghsyndrome" I. D. SS28011982

And what syndrome, pray, have you?

The nog and the frightingale

Never had anyone begged me so much, so I couldn’t help but give in and sign for the post of literary secy, PGSSU. I’m a spineless wimp with no decisions of my own and NIL assertiveness. So, when I finally became LS (much to the disdain of my friends…. and to the delight of ‘certain elements’), I remembered a coupla lines from *Sickram Wait’s… ‘the *nog and the frightingale’
“ … far too nervous
far too tense
far too prone to influence…”

that’s so much like me

Breaking out of (brackets)

Enclosed in parentheses.

Excluded, yet important

Marked, yet separate

Pertaining to, yet not in it

Ensconced between two curves

Wanting to spill out -

and spread all over the page,

Uninhibited.

Let me burst forth in abandon -

delve into the depths of evil,

and seep into the crevices of iniquitousness.

Let me wrong all right -

undo all done,

gushing, rushing..

wreaking havoc to the hilt,

till the madness ebbs

and I simmer to an eddy

that creeps, congeals and hardens -

suspended in inert abeyance on the edge of nothingness.

lazepython

there's this certain python,

lazepython.

when it wraps itself around me , i feel peaceful warmth and ease

and want it even more with every squeeze

i breathe easier

life seems breezier

and i feel like i'm a langorous trail of molten cheese